User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-39940417-20190626221720/@comment-39940417-20190627055233

Jarky ran a little faster. She could not remember the last time she had a friend in the cold, fearful world Mossflower had become. Suddenly, the desolate thought of loneliness crashed over her like an icy cold wave. She had never known a kindred spirit, never walked alongside a companion. Her longing for company became almost overwhelming as she practically flew the last step into the gaping maw of the cave. It would have been quite graceful if she hadn’t tripped on a rock and rolled ears over brush into the light of the fire.